Redwall

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Thu Jun 04, 2015 4:14 pm

"All right. Well, I'm having some. D'you want a drink, Owain?" After fulfilling the mouse's request and downing her own drink, the squirrel leans back in her chair, happy, satiated and slightly drowsy. She jumps awake again though as a somewhat inebriated group of otters starts singing raucously and rhythmically banging their mugs on the tables.
"We have one million moles in the best Foremole's crew!
We have two million bank voles in banks!
We have three million mice who are always quite nice!
We have four million cooks with our thanks!
We have five million hogs! (*thump thump thump*)
Six river dogs! (*thump thump thump*)
Seven million squirrels here also!
We have eight million hares who just eat without cares!
In our home that we call Redwall Abbey!"

Welsh Halfwit · Post by **Welsh Halfwit** » Thu Jun 04, 2015 4:29 pm

Owain chuckled along with the song, supping his drink as it went along and refilling his glass. "Only needin' th' one squirrel," he muttered, more to himself than anyone. He waited on his chance and, when it arose, he stood up, taking his tankard, and headed up to the top of the table to deliver the story. "'s an ol' March'r story," he said, "so 'pologies t' th' lord who may've 'eard it." He pondered for a moment before beginning. “There were once a ffermwr... a, um, farm'r,” he said, trying not to halt over the unfamiliar words, “way back when, in th' area've th' March's called Y Gwyll, an' 'e liv'd wi' 'is gran'child, a young dibbun call'd Llewellyn, in on've the spars'st, most bare, parts've the land. He c'd barely grow enough t' get by an' bart'r. 'Is carrot's 'n Parsnips 'e took t' the loc'l marchnad... Mark't in Llanbyd'r where th' others al'ays gave 'm far more than they was worth because they was g'd people wi' bett'r land an' luck. Unlike th' farm'r, they were livin' in a diffr'nt valley wi' a river runnin' through it compar'd t' 'is stream. So 'e'n Llewellyn scratch'd a livin' on land tha' wouldn' work an' they couldn't leave, see? He were far too proud t' admit failure, 'specially as th' others were 'is best friends bar th' boy. They'd laugh wi' 'im an' sup wi' 'im, both in town an' on 'is farm as Llewellyn play'd wi' their boys'n'girls. Good peopl'.” He took a sip from his beer before continuing.

“Any'ow, one summ'rs been partic'ly 'ard an' nothin's growing.” Owain sighed and shook his head slightly. “Th' stream's dried an' no rain meanin' no wat'r f'r the crops an' th' farm'r? 'e prays t' Amatheon, th' local spirit've Farms f'r 'elp as 'es not eat'n fer two days and there's no ev'n enough fer Llewellyn t' eat th' next day.

“The mornin' come an' Llewellyn runs in, sayin' 'e has to come see summat magical. Th' farm'r sighs an' pulls 'imself up, trudgin' aft'r th' boy that's gone on ahead, 'is voice excited an' shrill an' 'is feet fast'r than th' riv'r runnin' through 'is mark't friends farms. 'E pulls 'imself out into the twym... warm mornin' an' follows th' boy out t' one've the bare trees on 'is patch where Llewellyn's bouncin' up'n down next t' a patch've small, bare, trees. Appl' trees that've grown nothin' f'r years. Dead wood, y'see? An' they've grown somethin'. Somethin' special.” Owain paused to take another drink and wasn't trying to raise the tension at all, oh, no. Well, maybe a little. “Attach'd t' a top branch there's an afal... apple but it's no normal one. 'E looks a' it and breathes a bad w'rd b'fore clim'in' th' tree'n lookin' a' 'is reflection in th' gold skin've th' fruit.” Owain mimed picking the fruit and pointed out the next few words. “It's a pure. Gold. apple 'e picks. 'Eavy as life's been for 'im an' 'e wond'rs what t'do wi' it. So 'e talks t' th' people a' th' market – wi'out takin' the apple, o'course – an' 'e's hurt when they don' believe 'im. He's stung when they call 'im a liar an' 'e storms off, tellin' them it's th' last they'll see've 'is produce. 'E storms 'ome bu', an 'our lat'r, one've th' others comes by t' talk t' him 'bout what 'appened a' 'e sees the Apple. 'E sees it's true an' wants t'touch it, t' hold it. An' th' farmer thinks on this an' the gleam in 'is friend's eye, an' says 'e can. For a price. A coin chang's 'ands. A coin worth a whole riv'r fish comes th' farmers way wi'out a pause an' th' Farmer gets an idea.” Now Owain took a longer draw of his drink and wiped his mouth before continuing.

“Peopl' came from all 'round. Llanbid'r,” he said, pointing west, “Llanwrtyd Wells,” he added, pointing east, “Llanyravon... ev'n Abersorch an' that's a good many miles 'way an' they're all bringin' coin to see th'appl'. All've them payin' for the firagle... uh, th' mircl' an' it's not long 'fore th' farm'r's the richest in th' whole area. 'E's still givin' produce at th' local market but, as they's not givin' 'im pref'rence no more, 'e reckons they's jealous of 'is wealth so 'e starts getting' short wi' 'em, tellin' them t' be 'appy for 'im an' sayin' he were bett'r off'n them and didn't need 'em.” Owain put on a fierce face, playing to the farmers anger.

“Soon he weren't goin' to th' market no more an' they weren't comin' to 'im. He liv'd a full life, able t' buy what 'e wanted at the big loc'l town bu' it weren't the same f'r him. Too big. Too noisy, not enough friends...” He drank the last of his drink before continuing in a terser tone, accentuating certain words..

“An' then the storm 'it. A fierce night, the sky burnin' white as the 'eavens ripped their wrath on the world, rain comin' almost like a fallin' wall for an' 'ole day an' night on th' valley an' the mountains 'round an' 'e an' Llewellyn hid in their 'ouse, waitin' for th' evil 'ammer of nature t' scorch th' thatch of their farm, bu' it nev'r came. The light return'd t' normal in a mornin' an' they stepp'd out.

The grass... were mud, the trees islands in th' river 'is stream'd become. The ground were damag'd bu' 'e was lucky an' 'e knew it. 'Is face darkn'd, 'is muzzl' set. 'E 'ad only a stream. T'oth'rs 'ad a riv'r. 'E knew, wi'out goin' to see, what'd 'it them. 'E went anyway an' saw the destruction. Buildin's lost, though the own'rs'd taken shelt'r in the town an' liv'd. Th' grounds their farms stood on were und'r wat'r, crops drowned. 'Opes gone. Th' wives of farm'rs cryin' wi' their dibbuns. It 'urt 'im t' look at them. So 'e left. 'E went 'ome, took Llewellyn, th' apple an' all 'is coin. 'E di'n't look back as they left f'r th' big town.” He sighed again.

“The loc'l abbey sent wha' it could bu' it were bad in tha' town f'r th' next few days. They tried t' 'old up but they knew there weren't no chance o' crops tha' year now. No 'ope. Then one've the town folk call'd out. Comin' into th' town were a whole mass've carts, near on 'undreds, an Llewellyn were sittin' atop the lead one, wavin' an' laughin' as the food'n grain were brought in. Enough t' plant ev'ry farm when the chance came an' enough food t'last for weeks if measur'd properly. As th' last came in, so came th' farm'r an' 'e fac'd 'is friends as Llewellyn danc'd wi; th' doth'r Dibbuns an' the farmer asked them t' forgive 'im for 'ow 'e'd treated 'em; ignorin' them an' believin' the worst've 'em. It's what they were ready t'do an' all. 'E'd finally realised, y'see? When it were almost too late, tha' th' riches've the world're nothin' t' the riches o' th' life 'e 'ad. An' th' next market? They gave 'im five Radish for ev'ry two carrots an' 'e bought th' beer!” And Owain fell silent.

Civilization · Post by **Civilization** » Thu Jun 04, 2015 7:59 pm

Bradley and Fleta were both awestruck by the sudden song, pausing and listening with great intent. Then as Owain started telling his story they both looked up at him and listened to him with great intent. During the story the both finished off their soups without realizing it while listening to the story. When he finished they didn't know what the proper response was so they waited to see how the others reacted.

Esper · Post by **Esper** » Thu Jun 04, 2015 8:57 pm

Aldryd nodded silently at Sara and carried off the beast into the woods. A while after that the otter returned to his clearing, boots dripping with water and mud. He tromped through the grass towards his cottage, ready to enter and go to bed, regardless of his guests

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Fri Jun 05, 2015 7:16 am

"erm , s-sir Aldryd ?" Sara called quietly after the otter , not sure if what she said was wrong in any ways or not . Not knowing if they should follow him back into the house , the fox gave Trevor a worried look

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Sat Jun 06, 2015 9:31 am

Owain receives an enthusiastic round of applause for his impromptu story after which the elders start herding the dibbuns up to bed. Brum rewards the mouse with a smile and a double thumbs up and the badger favours him with a gracious nod and respectful applause accompanied by a warm smile. He knows the story well and Owain has told it nicely.
"I think I'm nearly ready for bed." Brum informs the ferrets. "Would you two like any more to eat or shall I show you up?"

Welsh Halfwit · Post by **Welsh Halfwit** » Sat Jun 06, 2015 11:11 am

"Seem'd t' go well," Owain said as he took his seat next to Brum again.

Civilization · Post by **Civilization** » Sat Jun 06, 2015 4:55 pm

Bradley looked over at Fleta, they both smile at Owain and nod their approval. Bradley saw how tired Fleta was, he himself could push it and he knew Fleta would stay with him and he didn't want to do that to her, so he looked over at Brum, "Bed sounds nice, thank you."

Hotep the psychic · Post by **Hotep the psychic** » Sat Jun 06, 2015 9:18 pm

Trevor nods and pats saras shoulder before leading her back inside. He set the wood next to the fireplace then sits down.

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Sun Jun 07, 2015 10:53 am

"Yeah, you did well. I must start writing these down! All right. We're heading up to bed, Owain. You want a paw up the stairs? Or you can follow whenever you're ready. Someone else will gladly help you too." With that, Brum shows Fleta and Bradley to the stairs, complying with Owain's decision as she goes. She pauses on the first floor to check and sign the register before heading on up to the third floor and showing the ferrets to a room a few doors down from hers and Owain's.
"There's your room. You'll find a candle on the table in there. If you don't have flint and steel you can use the torch here to get them lit. Sheets and extra blankets are in the cupboard. Make yourself at home in there - after all, it's your home now. Feel free to head down in the morning whenever you're ready. If you miss breakfast then just ask someone and they'll direct you to the kitchens who'll fix you something. You won't go hungry here. You can bathe on the floor below us. It's the second door on the right for ladies and third on the right for gents. The infirmary is the first on the right should you need it for any reason. Erm, if there's anything else you need, just ask."

Welsh Halfwit · Post by **Welsh Halfwit** » Sun Jun 07, 2015 11:29 am

Owain, although finding it possibly a bit early, decided he may as well go with Brum and, thus, follows her to the Ferrets room, doing his darnedest not to wince on occasions. "G'd rooms," he allowed. "Y'should sleep well t'night?" Hekept a little grin to himself.

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Mon Jun 08, 2015 5:18 am

after a little paused , still confused about Aldryd's attitude , Sara failed to find any other option ,and thus followed Trevor back inside.
"I...erm.....I...I think I will go to sleep now , if it's ok...." she said a few moment later , when they were sitting around the fire

Civilization · Post by **Civilization** » Mon Jun 08, 2015 12:08 pm

Fleta walked into the room, Bradley paused at the door, "Thank you, good night." He nodded, smiling as a way of continuing the thanks. He waited for them to head off before he would close the door so not to seem rude.

Esper · Post by **Esper** » Mon Jun 08, 2015 7:44 pm

Aldryd nodded and sighed, sitting down on a comfortable chair near the fire, "Please make yourself comfortable for the night, it's so late already"

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Tue Jun 09, 2015 7:03 am

"thank you" Sara said quietly , then moved to a corner of the house to settle down for the night
"May you have a good sleep" she muttered toward the others , before turning in.

Hotep the psychic · Post by **Hotep the psychic** » Wed Jun 10, 2015 12:23 am

Trevor nodded at aldryd and sarah as they went to lay down, he got a small fire going to keep the place warm then decided to be kind and set his cloak over the fox as a blanket and had the hood removed to act as a small pillow. Then moved to sit by the fire his arms crossed and legs tucked some as he leaned against the wall. Soon as he sat there darkness took his vision and he fell asleep.

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Thu Jun 11, 2015 1:16 pm

"Good night, you two. Sleep well!" Brum smiles, turning away from the door. "I'm going to turn in too. Good night, Owain!" The squirrel hugs the mouse before heading into her own room and shutting the door. Once her candle is lit she changes into her nightwear and flops into bed, snuggling deep beneath her sheets.

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The next morning Brum is feeling refreshed and is up early. She writes a record of the past few days in the abbey records and then wipes the ink from her paws. She heads down for breakfast and is greeted by some wonderful news amidst the buzz of energetic conversation as the abbey's twin bells joyfully ring in the new day. Happily she discusses the news with another squirrel, this one a tall, wiry male with flaming red fur whose age is hard to guess, and pauses to give him a warm hug as she scoops herself a bowl of fresh fruit salad. She can plainly be seen laughing at something he's said as she pours herself a cup of steaming hot tea from a large pot hanging over hot coals in the fireplace and kissing his cheek as he scoops porridge into a bowl for himself.

Welsh Halfwit · Post by **Welsh Halfwit** » Thu Jun 11, 2015 2:13 pm

Owain felt his brain leave his head as he took the warm hug from Brum and forgot himself for a few seconds as he hugged her goodnight. When she'd gone in, he managed to shake his brain back in and made his way to his room and made himself ready for bed. He got in and dribbled a bit in his sleep.

The morning come and roleed him from his bed, ready for an attack, as the bells rang out their Peal. He looked around, trying to work out where his sword was, where he was and, above all, where his clothes were until he calmed down and remembered he was in an abbey and his clothes were all over the floor. He dressed and headed down for breakfast to see Brum with another Squirrel. He took a breath as she gave the flame red a kiss on the cheek. "Ymchwiliad cyn adwaith," he told himself. He headed in and ladled some breakfast. "Bore da, M'cariad Brum," he said brightly. "W'a's th' occasion?"

((ymchwiliad cyn adwaith = 'Investigation before reaction'))

((Bore Da, M'cariad Brum = 'Good morning, my dear Brum.'))

Hotep the psychic · Post by **Hotep the psychic** » Thu Jun 11, 2015 3:17 pm

Trevor was gone from Aldryds house. Only a neat stack of firewood, a small pot of stew that was still warm, and a note with a flower next to it showed any activity of his leave. The note said for those to enjoy the stew and that he left early. The flower was for sara and he thanks Aldryd for his hospitality.

Trevor was with james in redwall again. The two sat alone in a room looking over a map

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Thu Jun 11, 2015 11:41 pm

The whole night , Sara tossed and turned , whimpered and cried in her sleep . The vixen had truly hoped that after two days in such a wonderful place like Redwall , meeting so many kind , gentle beasts would ease her mind , that the night before would only be one last remnant of that horrifying nightmare , that this night , she would get a good , nice dream.......
It seemed , that it was never meant to be......
"pleeeeease...........stop !...........please !......." she pleaded , not realizing that she's saying it out loud , or noticing that it was already morning.

Civilization · Post by **Civilization** » Fri Jun 12, 2015 6:44 pm

Bradley nodded and closed the door, when he turned around Fleta was already fast asleep on one of the beds. Bradley sat down on the other one, he didn't need much rest yet, but he tried to get to sleep anyway.

The bells woke both of them up. Fleta looked at Bradley, "It's probably nothing." Bradley's sense of curiosity got the best of him and he headed out the door, Fleta quickly followed behind. They both walked down into the main hall to find more celebration, "Lovely." Both of them decided to stand there still not sure what or how to get involved.

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Sat Jun 13, 2015 3:38 pm

"Bore da, Owain! Morning, Bradley and Fleta! Come help yourselves to breakfast! Did you hear the news? Mrs. Floris gave birth last night! We have two healthy new harvest mice in our abbey!" Brum grins happily at her friends.
"Fantastic news, isn't it? I'm Galen, by the way. Welcome to Redwall, you three." The flaming red squirrel holds out a paw in friendly greeting to each of the three newcomers.

Welsh Halfwit · Post by **Welsh Halfwit** » Sun Jun 14, 2015 2:10 am

"Owain Ap Daffyd, sir," Owain said, happily taking the proffered paw, "Al'aes good news that. An' 'onour'd t' meet you."

Esper · Post by **Esper** » Sun Jun 14, 2015 4:46 pm

Aldyd woke up slowly to the noise of his guest's sleep talking. He sat up from his chair and looked around, holding his head groggily when he spotted Sara. "Are you... Okay?" He called over with a yawn

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Sun Jun 14, 2015 8:55 pm

Esper wrote:Aldyd woke up slowly to the noise of his guest's sleep talking. He sat up from his chair and looked around, holding his head groggily when he spotted Sara. "Are you... Okay?" He called over with a yawn

Still fast asleep , Sara didn't hear Aldryd's call , and continued to toss and turn , and mumbling in her sleep , and the fox even appeared to be crying a little bit

Civilization · Post by **Civilization** » Mon Jun 15, 2015 11:38 am

Bradley and Fleta looked at each other at the news of two new arrivals in the abbey. When Owain introduced himself, Bradley made sure to do the same afterwards, "I'm Bradley." Before he could say Fleta's name, she took the lead, "I'm Fleta." Bradley wasn't sure about repeating a, something about meetings, so he focused on Galen's greeting, "Thank you."

Esper · Post by **Esper** » Wed Jun 17, 2015 10:01 pm

The otter frowned and gripped Sara's shoulder and trying to shake her awake, "Come on, up...!"

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Wed Jun 17, 2015 10:12 pm

Esper wrote:The otter frowned and gripped Sara's shoulder and trying to shake her awake, "Come on, up...!"

suddenly shook out of her dream , Sara was too frightened to let out anything more than just a gasp , before managed to calm herself and realized that it was all just a dream
"o-oh , Si-sir.Aldryd , I'm......I'm sorry...." she muttered , still breathing heavily and a drop of tears still in her eyes.

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Sun Jun 21, 2015 12:53 am

"Oh, none of that "sir" rubbish! I'm Galen, plain and simple. Lovely to meet you, Mister Daffyd, and you as well, Bradley and Fleta. Do help yourselves to breakfast. There's plenty for everyone - there always is at Redwall!"
"There's porridge to which you can add what you like, bread and all the spreads, and they've made us fresh fruit salad today too." Brum enthuses.
"Would you care to join us at a table when you've got your food? We can get to know each other then." Galen invites.

Welsh Halfwit · Post by **Welsh Halfwit** » Sun Jun 21, 2015 1:24 am

Owain spooned himself a bowl of the porridge and sprinkled a handful of sweet fruits into it before following Galen to table. "A'course, Gal'n," he said as he sat, "an' it's Owain."

Civilization · Post by **Civilization** » Mon Jun 22, 2015 7:32 pm

Bradley and Fleta both walked over and got themselves a bowl of porridge with another bowl of just lettuce. Then they both followed Owain to the table to join the others.

Esper · Post by **Esper** » Mon Jun 22, 2015 10:54 pm

Aldryd sighed in relief and patted the top of Sara's head. Crouching next to the place where she was laying, he asked, "What happened lass, are you alright?"

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Mon Jun 22, 2015 11:12 pm

Esper wrote:Aldryd sighed in relief and patted the top of Sara's head. Crouching next to the place where she was laying, he asked, "What happened lass, are you alright?"

"I'm....yes , I'm alright , thank you sir . It was just a bad dream" Sara nodded , giving Aldryd a smile "Erm.....I guess it's morning......may I ask where sir Trevor is ?"

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Thu Jun 25, 2015 10:33 am

"Thank you, Owain." smiles the squirrel. "So, you three. Tell me about yourselves. Where are you all from? And please do feel free to ask if there's anything you'd like to know about me."
"Same goes for me." Brum says between mouthfuls of her fruit salad.

Welsh Halfwit · Post by **Welsh Halfwit** » Thu Jun 25, 2015 12:26 pm

"Y'mighta guess'd I'm from th' Marches," Owain said, grinning as porridge dripped from his spoon. "Bin walkin' a good long time So many places, so many things...." He cast a quick glance to Brum. "Thinkin' of stoppin' fin'lly, Gal'n."

Civilization · Post by **Civilization** » Fri Jun 26, 2015 7:08 pm

Bradley and Fleta both tried the porridge as Owain told Galen his story. Went Owain finished the two ferrets looked at each other again, pretty sure now that this was a good place to settle down. Bradley looked at Galen, "Travelers ourselves." He looked over at Fleta, "But now we want a family." He looked back at Galen, "And this is a nice place."

Jacey · Post by **Jacey** » Tue Jun 30, 2015 10:31 pm

Calder spent most of the previous day cleaning up, once done he could not quite recall where everyone went to. So he decided to rush over to the best area of trees he could find and climbed them. It was nice to climb and not having to worry over the Forge.
The day went on, Calder went from place to place having a few practical jokes with friends, then up to the library where he read until he fell asleep.
The next morning he awoke to the smell of dusty books and... food? Why would there be food in the library? "Something smells nice and tasty." he thought to himself as his stomach growled. "I should get something to eat."
Still tired he managed to stumble down the ladder and into the eating area, there he saw Brum, Owain, and a few others he didn't know.
"Good morning everyone!" Calder cheerfully greeted the group and sat down. He scanned the area, wasn't there a fox shy fully hiding behind brum most of yesterday? where did she go? He turned to ask Brum "Hey Brum, where did that fox that was around here go? Um, Sara or something right? I hardly got to say hello yesterday."

Esper · Post by **Esper** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 8:13 am

The otter stood up and shook his head, "He left in the night." He rumbled and featured towards the simmering pot over his fireplace, "Left that too, which is nice."

Post by **Serence Frostbite** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 8:20 am

"Oh.....I see......" Sara muttered , looking at Trevor's cloak , then at the fire place as she sat up "I hope he's OK...."

Post by **Hlaoroo** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 8:35 am

Galen catches the direction of Owain's glance but decides not to comment on it.
"Well, I'm glad you all found us. And thank you, Bradley. We're quite fond of the place. We've fought hard for it, although we've not had to in recent times, thank the stars. You're welcome to stay as long as you like. Forever even, if you want. So... What do you all like to do for fun when you're not wandering? Oh, morning, Calder."

"Oh, hi, Calder! She went with Aldryd, the big otter, to collect some herbs for us. Fancy some breakfast? There's fruit salad and porridge today. Oh, do forgive my manners. Bradley, Fleta, this is Calder. Calder, this is Bradley and Fleta. Owain you met yesterday."